“On today’s news. Another killing has been found. Lying in her own bed at home. A young woman was drained of her blood after they believe sex acts had been performed against her. Police stated that a strange smell was with in the room. Many female police officers forced to leave from investigating. More news will become aware as it comes to us.”
Rebecca listened intently to the news report… What in the world could this mean? Trembling hands pulled the silken covers further up against her slender form. Her nostrils breathed inward, gracing a delicate… Perfume? What was that smell now? Something seemed to spark in side of her. Fingers danced over the remote control. Flicking the television off. What does she do now? Something in side of her seemed to begin to drive her insane. A tingling moved through her groin. Hands pulling at the slender and thin fabric of her night gown. Then something sparked in her mind… Female police had to leave from a smell…? Oh but the sensations she was feeling now just had to be fulfilled. Rose red nipples strained against the thin fabric… begging to be freed, to be touched, and to be sucked upon. The pure lust that was growing caused her not to care at all about what she was doing. That smell growing more intense by the second. Was it her own juices and arousal, which was causing it? Again it couldn’t be.
Rebecca couldn’t take it anymore. One hand moved down gripping against her right breast. A wet moan surfacing out from her mouth. The simple sensation of rubbing that mound nearly making her climax right then. Her chest raised sucking in that smell deeper… Her mind rolling with erotic sick thoughts. Left hand slithered down beneath her nightgown. Fingers probing her hairless bare slit. Rubbing the moist flesh with two tips of her fingers…. But something came to her ears… Foot steps? Who? A dark shadow fell smothering Rebecca where she laid rubbing her self. A normal woman would have screamed. But she was swimming with lust to even care about this. A man stood before her. His body bare in front of her form.
Hands went down gripping onto the bed. Crawling him self to the withering form of the lady. The smell that tantalized her senses seeming to pour out from this stranger. Locks of pure crimson fell across his face. His tanned skin barely shinning with in the single lamp that lit Rebecca’s room. She glanced across his form. Lips open as a moan poured out from her. Filling the room with the erotic sounds of a bitch in heat. The man’s hands roamed down her body. Running both thumbs over her hardened nipples.
